1 One shot

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This story is set on a parallel universe where all Kuroko no Basket characters attend the same highschool.

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Kagami shuffled himself on the bed trying to look for his phone in the dark. When he found it, he saw his friend, Kuroko, calling. He picked it up.

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"Kuroko, tell me you have a freaking life-and-death reason to call me this early in the morning. It's 2:25AM, dammit!" He said obviously annoyed.

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Kuroko didn't answer. Instead he heard low groan and bits of moans from the other line.

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"Hey, Kuroko?"

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Still nothing. And the groans continued.

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"Answer me, dammit. Kuroko!"

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The groans increased and now combined with wet squelching sounds which made Kagami furrow his brows.

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"Fuck Kuroko. Are you doing what I think you're doing?"

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Still no answer but he heard someone chuckled.

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Now that Kagami is fully awake, it struck him that the chuckle and groans that he is hearing is definitely not from his friend. The little man woudn't be able to make that kind of manly sound. He bolted out of his bed.

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"Shit. Who are you? And where the fuck is Kuroko. Why do you have his-" Kagami was stopped by a really loud groan signaling a climax from the other line then he heard the man whispered "Oh fuck Kagami. You felt REAL good. Yeah, baby." Kagami heard another low groan from the man, again, followed by series of pants and moans. And the sound continued for a while.

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Kagami was dumbstruck at first then shuddered out of disgust realizing the meaning of what he is hearing.

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"WHAT THE HELL MAN? YOU'RE USING ME TO JERK OFF?! OH SHIT! GROSS!" He exclaimed.

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Kagami accidentaly dropped his phone which end the call making him throw curses in the air.

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Shit, now what to do with Kuroko? Kagami now felt worried for his friend. Maybe he just dropped his phone somewhere and some pervert pick it up. But it's also a possibility that something bad happened to him.

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He was horrified with the thought.

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No way. Kuroko, please be alright.

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It's already morning.

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Kagami didn't even noticed the hours passed by. He didn't get even a bit of sleep. He looked like what he always look whenever the basketball club have a match. Bags appearing under his now redish eyes.

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His alarm clock rang so he stood up and shut it off. For the first time in Kagami's entire life, he felt the need to go to school. I needed to see Kuroko.

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Just after he left the house, Kagami's phone vibrated. He took it out and when he saw he receive a message from Kuroko, he immediately read it.

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Kuroko: You look gorgeous today, honey. Fine ass.

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Kagami felt a chill run down his spine. What the hell? The freak still had Kuroko's phone?

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And did he just said I have fine ass? What did he mean by th- His thoughts was cut off by another message.

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Kuroko: Just as I like to enjoy seeing the cute expression you're making on your face while reading a message from me, I think you should hurry. Or we woudn't be able to ride the same train.

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Oh shit. He can see me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Kagami panicked and looked around from where he is standing. Where? He look front.

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Where? He looked at the left, he saw no one suspicious.

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Where? Then at his right. Still no one.

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Where are you? There's a suspicious old man by the bench near McDo but it's highly unlikely.

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The freak didn't sound like an old man to me last night. Hell, he's full of energy.

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Where the fuck are you, dickhead?

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Kagami reached the school. His face entirely red out of rage. Unfortunately, he arrived at school without being able to pin point who this perverted stalker is. And the thing that irritates him the most is he constantly get messages throughout his entire way to school.

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This should at least narrow the suspect to the people around Kagami at that time who uses phone. But guess what? Every single one of them are either a little boy, or highschool girls, or old ladies. Where are those freaking highschool boys who use phones when you need them?

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The fuck life, at least show me someone who I can blame.

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"KAGAMICCHI!" A blonde guy shouted from behind Kagami.

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Oh, another headache.

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Kagami looked back and saw Kise, a friend from the same club. Kagami usually avoid him whenever they see each other in non-club hours since this blondie is quite troublesome but desperate times needs desperate measures.

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"Hey, Kise. I need your help. Have you seen Kuroko, today?"

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"Hmm. Nope. I'm pretty sure Kurokocchi won't be at school today. He took a leave for a week or two due to health issue. You didn't know?"

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"Health issues?! Wait, what's wrong with him? I didn't know that." Kagami exclaimed.

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"Whoa, calm your shits down. It's nothing much. Just like always, it's his lungs. He went home in the province, back to his moms' house." Kise explained and then grinned. "He left Tetsuya number two with me. Do you wanna visit him?"

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"Hell no." Kagami answered immediately. Fuck them for using that dog to torture me everytime.

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Despite Kise's constant tease about Tetsuya number two, Kagami felt relieve. At least, he now know that Kuroko's safe. That's what's important.

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Kagami entered the school grounds with Kise. They are in the same year and they have the same building so he have no choice but to stay with Kise till one of them arrive in their classroom. Then he remembered about the call earlier this morning.

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"By the way, Kise, did Kuroko changed his number? Or did he lost his phone?"

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"I don't think so. I sent him a message yesterday afternoon to meet at the park near his house so I could get Tetsu#2 and he used his number to reply. Why?"

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"Nope. Nothing." Kagami answered. It's better not to involve Kise with the pervert. Kise is a pretty model afterall, it's more dangerous for him.

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A little later, they arrived at the their classrooms.

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The bell rang marking the end of the academic classes and the start for the extracuricular classes which mainly composed of sports club.

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Kagami check his phone. Before he got to school, he turned it off when he finally got tired of guessing the identity of his mistery stalker.

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Kagami was surprised to see almost a hundred messages from Kuroko's former number now saved as 'Perverted Stalker'.

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Perverted Staker: Aren't you tired of guessing?

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Perverted Staker: Don't look at that hag Kagami. I'll get jealous ;)

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Perverted Staker: Reply. Kagami. Reply.

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Perverted Staker: Kagami. Look at that pervert behind you. He's fucking looking at your ass. I wanna kill him. Can I?

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Perverted Staker: Take care of getting off the train. We woudn't want you getting drag by it and die.

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Oh good lord, this guy's have some screws loose in the head.

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The messages composed of this kind of talks. And Kagami find it annoying so he skip some then the words 'Kill', 'Fuck', and 'Kise' caught his eye.

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Perverted Staker: I'm gonna fucking kill that Kise. Don't talk to him.

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Perverted Staker: Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Kagami.

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Perverted Stalker: Okay, if you smile some more with that guy's joke, I warn you, I'm killing Kuroko.

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Kill?

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Kuroko?!

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What the fuck?!

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When Kagami checked the messages after that, all he sees are blank. Fuck. What to do? Is this guy serious?

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After Kagami calmed himself down, he went and called Perverted Staker.

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It's now or never. Getting him talk is better than sending him a message. In this way, he can guess from the tone whether the guy is bluffing or not. One sign of bluff and Kagami will block the number forever. Though Kagami would prefer that the guy is really bluffing. He better be.

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It rang and then immediately picked up.

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'So you finally decided to apologize.' It said.

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'I didn't call to apologize so fuck you'.

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'Then why did you call? Oh, you wanna hear my voice? I sounded so sexy, right?'

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'Fuck, no' Kagami stated but he didn't really mean that. In fact he find the stalker's voice really arousing. Fuck myself. Kagami mentally slap his forehead for thinking like that.

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'Admit it, my voice arouse you.'

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'What now? You're telling me you can read minds?' Kagami blurted seemingly irritated that perverted stalker guessed what he really feel.

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'No, I don't but I'm pretty good at reading expressions and I know an aroused face when I see one.' He chuckled.

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What the hell? I can't believe he is still stalking me right now! INSIDE THIS FREAKING SCHOOL!

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'I didn't call you to flirt, you dipshit. And I don't have an aroused expression. This is more like an I-WANNA-KILL-SOMEBODY-WHO-IS-STALKING-ME-RIGHT-NOW expression. And what the fvck did you mean by your last message?'

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'Last message? You mean the blank message? Nah, it doesn't mean anything. I'm just pissed at you and don't know what to say, that's all. Don't worry. I'm all good now. Especially since you called.'

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Even if Kagami can't see the perverted bastard's face, he is sure it is smirking.

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'Don't you dare play dumb, stupid.' Kagami breath between his teeth. 'Did you do something to Kuroko?'

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'Oooooh, THAT. Haha. You mean the little guy?' The pervert laughed. 'Hmm. I didn't do anything to him. Oh wait, maybe I did. No, I can't remember I'm not sure.'

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'Screw you. What did you do?'

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'Nothing hehehe.'

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'Don't test my patience.'

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'Hmm. do you really wanna know?'

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'Just spit it out! Did you or did you not do something?'

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'Hmm okay okay I'll tell but on one condition... Let's meet.'

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[OPEN END XD]